Phoenix Nirvana is only for rebirth, at this moment this ice crystal phoenix is to uphold the heart, Chang Qingquan once said that this woman can only grow if she can defeat once, but after a sharp sword is broken, whether she still has the courage to move forward, undefeated is not necessarily good, and long-term victory is not fate, Shangguan Ling'er has been practicing since she was fourteen years old, practicing for three years, and has grown from the taciturn little girl at the beginning to the first disciple, if this is not something to be proud of, then there is no reason to continue to practice.

The slightly ancient long sword stood steadily in the wind, and the golden sword on the hilt had been buried in the soil, and was run over by the exaggerated brocade shoes with thick soles, Shangguan Ling'er at this moment was more like a girl with a tattered wooden barrel, and the water in the bucket was about to be poured but the opening was sealed by a film, but how long could it last.

The first Spirit Palace Phantom collapsed when she took the third step, the second one in the fifth step, and then one step at a time, until there were only two left, the sword blade broke through Huang Man'er's hegemonic body, and did not dodge the oncoming fists, because it was meaningless, and it would only make her last bloom annihilated.

A little bright red, at the moment when the film broke, the tide like a river bursting its embankment poured out along the blade of the sword, whether to choose to scatter the cultivation to fall back into the mortal dust, tears dripped down the corners of the eyes, three thousand green silk with white hair, seventeen Fanghua, three years of penance, Shangguan Ling'er, a cultivator, exchanged a life for a sword, and when I died, I was still a strong person.

Huang Man'er's fist was close, and in the end it only blew away Shangguan Ling'er's hair, not that he pitied the fragrance and cherished the jade, but because the manic qi machine that filled his chest sealed all his movements, fourteen fights, fourteen defeats, there will be no next time, and he is destined to be unable to defeat this woman in his life, better than her pride.

Shangguan Ling'er put away the sword and took the hand, the tears in the corners of her eyes gradually turned red, and if she won without accident, she would continue to win, "Senior Brother Meng, please advise." ”

She doesn't have much time, just wait for the last two spirit palaces to collapse, and it will also dissipate with all the pride, she admires Meng Liang, because the other party has fallen back, but she can't do it, she doesn't want to lose it anyway, only she knows the sadness of this journey, under the cold frost is a little girl who cares about everything, that year, the young lady of Xishu took away everyone's attention from her, Su Wen wants to take away her opportunity to take the stage, except for life, she is no longer willing to give up.

The little girl who hid in the corner and no one cared about her before, but now Shangguan Ling'er, who has finally become the attention of everyone, will not look back, nor will she return to the obscurity in the dark.

Everyone saw that this woman who was always as old-fashioned as the Lord of the Song Palace with a cold face was in a very poor state, but surprisingly did not make the slightest sound, Huang Man'er smiled bitterly and turned around, originally he would not lose, as long as he delayed for a while, it must be him who won, or the last move He also took out the determination to fight with his life, the former he did not retreat, it was a draw, and the latter he hesitated, and lost a defeat.

Chen Maochuan said that he was not suitable to stay in the One Qi Sect, how could he not know, but he was unwilling, this time although there were still regrets, but his mind was smooth, it was time to leave here and seek a stronger path, today he learned to put it to death, and he will be born more brilliantly in the future.

Meng Liang flew in, and the seven spirit palaces behind him stood impressively, judging from the two already illusory silhouettes behind Shangguan Ling'er, even if there was such an obvious gap, no one would think that this battle that was destined to not last long would lose its luster, on the contrary, it might not lose the taste of any battle today.

Although Su Wen felt that Meng Liang, who was entering at this moment, was suspected of taking advantage of others, he didn't know what to do if he faced such a challenge by himself, he didn't have a good impression of Shangguan Ling'er when he met for the first time, and even hated that high-minded appearance, but at this moment, even Mu Qiaoqiao looked at the white clothes that had been stained with dust.

"Sister, I have seen the opponent in your letter, and I am very proud, even more proud than you. ”

The white clothes moved, a long sword pierced through the air, there was still strength left at the end of the strong crossbow, thunder on both sides of the sword, Meng Liang's loose robe, as white as the other party, had seen the posture of an immortal, as soon as he fell into the mortal dust, one day a little girl who was not good-looking stood in front of him, looking at the sky-high observation platform with difficulty.

"Little girl, do you want to go up?"

"I don't want to. ”

"Why? Tang Yibai once entered the immortal realm there, don't you want to be like him?"

"I'm not worse than him, with or without him, with or without this observation deck, I will become the strongest person in the world. ”

"Oh, little girl, you haven't practiced yet!"

"No, but I'm going to practice. ”

"What's your name?"

"Shangguan Ling'er. ”

Meng Liang stood still like a green mountain, waiting for the white clothes to come, "That was the most frustrated time for me, two years later, when you opened eight spiritual palaces to enter the spiritual realm, but I still remember the waste senior brother in the crowd who had interrogated you, since then I have concentrated on enlightenment, the more you grow, the more puzzled I become, until I meet a guy like you, who doesn't know how to practice, but has a great way." ”

"Now it's not a big understanding, but finally no longer lost, a you, a he, Meng is full of poetry and books, since he was a child, he knows that the grace of dripping water should be reciprocated by the spring, the latter is to send him to the stage, as for you, senior brother to help you nirvana. ”

A finger pointed out, and the lazy and Ning Chen's flesh touched the same as the iron of the flesh, but this time it was Kailing to Kailing, the seven spiritual palaces were shocked, Meng Liang returned from the beginning and reopened the seven spiritual palaces, this creation was obtained by him in five years of enlightenment under the Guantiantai, and it was because of the two of them who had an epiphany in one word, so that the state of mind was clear, enough.

"Scattered. ”

Meng Liang snorted lightly, and the six spirit palaces behind him trembled, and the ice and snow melted into a torrent from the fingers along the long sword, from the white clothes to the white clothes, the two stormy and dilapidated spirit palaces were suddenly reborn, and between the voids seemed to be outlined by a paintbrush out of thin air, and a silhouette emerged, which was actually the regeneration spirit palace.

Shangguan Ling'er raised her eyebrows, and wanted to get rid of her hands but found that she was tightly pulled by that qi machine, and watched Meng Liang's cultivation pour into her body, three spirit palaces, four, six, and finally eight spirit palaces reappeared in heaven and earth, and the vitality that should have been lost was stopped alive and stopped, and even slightly nourished, and the threshold that had not been touched for a long time finally appeared in front of her at this moment.

One year into the first class of the fan, two years to open eight spiritual palaces to open the spirit, three years to view the three doors of the Dao straight into the realm of the spirit, at the beginning of the fourth year, a sword to break the six spirit palaces, consume twenty years of life, at this moment to open the spirit of the upper realm, half a step to view the dust, how much to lose, and how much to gain.

The smoke disappeared, Meng Liang looked tired, and finally reopened the seven spirit palaces, and at this moment, only one was bleak, he bowed his hand, bent over to the ground, and said in a deep voice: "I know that my senior sister is not a thing in the pool, and in the future, I will jump into the dragon gate to get out of the world, and the senior brother is shameless, so I only beg my senior sister to protect the sect for another ten years with this affection." ”

On the high platform, Chang Qingquan smiled slightly, Song He sat on pins and needles, Chen Zhinian and Xun Cheng were not happy or angry, one tore the cuffs, the other pressed the handrail, Li Chengran closed his eyes and was speechless, took out a wooden pendant from his arms, and the two disciples in the seat took away the unconscious Song Chenghe with gloomy faces.

The white clothes exited, and from then on, the two white clothes were bright and dark.

"Uncle Li, this is something you have arranged a long time ago?" Su Wen asked with a complicated expression.

Li Chengran paused for a moment, raised his eyes to look at the high platform, nodded abruptly despite the embarrassment on his face, handed the wooden pendant in his hand to Su Wen, and said softly: "I have carved the magic circle above, and it stores the lazy man's mental power for three days, which can help you write the second stroke, and the next lazy man will admit defeat, and it is up to you whether you can take the stage." ”

Su Wen took the divine wood carving, his face was as thin as gold paper, he didn't speak, Chen Maochuan on the side gently patted him on the shoulder, and said, "It's up to you." ”

"Young master, you must win!" said the little servant with a smile.

"Little brother, rise up. Mu Qiaoqiao blurted out a dialect.

The lazy man admits defeat, Su Wen still met Shangguan Ling'er without danger, the only difference is that at this moment, the other party is already a cultivator in the upper realm of the Enlightenment, and the gap between him and the ground ant is even greater.

"I thought it would be a boring fight, but I didn't expect that there would be so many twists and turns, but fortunately you still came here, I won't lose my words, say it! Shangguan Ling'er unconsciously said that her tone was not as indifferent as before, maybe once she walked through the ghost gate, anyone would change.

"Draw. Su Wen said calmly.

"Good. Shangguan Ling'er said nothing without the slightest hesitation.

Some people are speechless, some people sneer and shake their heads, that is the qualification to log in to the viewing roof, it is such a hasty competition, there is no first, there is no second, the competition is winning, and the fall is defeated, and how to judge the winner or loser in painting.

The little servant smiled and won a tael of silver from Uncle Li, the young master's painting was the best he had ever seen, but it was also the only technique that could be used, Chen Maochuan chuckled and sat back in his position, shaking his head and saying.

"Sure enough, it's still that hypocritical guy. ”